One man's quest to exercise enough so that he can eat all of the good things that exist in the world

Menu

We are wassailing, we are wassailing…

You may not realise it, but we are in the middle of wassailing season. Dancing, cider, banging drums and singing. If these things sound like your cup of tea then you might want to get along to your local wassail and help to encourage your local orchard to produce a bountiful crop in 2014. You might even drive away some evil spirits in the process.

I was expecting to spend a few paragraphs explaining more about the wassail and its history, but a quick cast around the internet has unearthed other blogs that have managed this task far more elegantly and engagingly than I could have. I would like to direct you towards Garlic and Sapphire for more information on the story behind the wassail.

For those of you in Devon, there are a couple of wassails that Mrs RB and I are considering, both happening this Saturday, 18 January. One is at Stoke Gabriel, near Totnes, and the other is at Saltram, near Plymouth (but be warned, it looks as though it may be sold out). We have never been to a wassail before but in this Devon A-Z year, as we get in touch with the food and drink that comes from the places around us, it seems appropriate that we should.